In the end, naturally there was no bloody scene of recognizing the godfather.
Originally this was just a little joke made by Zhou Shiqi, just to tease Xiao Jianren.
After a while of commotion, Zhou Shiqi asked a few people what to do next? Are they just waiting here to wait?
Xiao Jianren bluntly said that he had passed the information about this place back, and someone would come to take over soon. At the same time, he also said that he would let Xiao Zhe stay on standby.
This made Xiao Zhe, who wanted to go to an Internet cafe to play games, instantly feel depressed, with a look of despair on his face.
Before Shuntian Base sends people here, they can only wait where they are.
Zhou Shiqi, who had nothing to do, turned his attention to Monk Sanjie and saw that he had been wiping his bronze rod silently.
Only then did Zhou Shiqi realize that the bronze rod was dull, and the original bronze color on the surface seemed to be covered by a layer of black material.
Zhou Shiqi took a closer look, frowned slightly and said, "Master, what's wrong with your bronze stick?"
"Could it be that he was corrupted by the extremely smelly blood wave when he fought with the Esha Blood Baby before?"
Monk Sanjie raised his head and glanced at Zhou Shiqi. He said nothing, but nodded lightly.
Seeing this, Xiao Jianren on the side intervened: "There is definitely something wrong with that smelly wave of blood. If it weren't for Sanjie's body-protecting magical skills, which are extremely defensive, and his Buddhist skills are so strong, even himself
Everything will go wrong."
"It's just that his bronze stick doesn't have such good luck..."
"Although this bronze rod is made of special material and is considered a rare magic weapon, it cannot withstand the extremely corrosive waves of blood."
While Zhou Shiqi was pondering, a faint spiritual transmission sounded.
It’s a small tower!
"Brother Da Zhuang, do you remember? I once told you..."
"My master used to use the Purple Sky Fire to refine weapons and elixirs."
"The Purple Sky Fire can purify metals and remove impurities."
"Now, you have refined the Purple Heaven Fire into the Purple Source Fire, but its basic functions should still be retained."
"I think you can try using the Purple Source Fire to re-sacrifice the corroded parts of the bronze rod's surface."
Zhou Shiqi nodded without any trace, and then looked at Monk Sanjie with a smile on his face: "Master, this bronze rod has become what it is now. Is there any way to restore it to its original state?"
Monk Sanjie said expressionlessly: "It's not that there are no ways, but it may be a bit expensive."
Xiao Jianren on the side nodded and explained: "Yes, if you want to restore an item like this that has been corroded by evil things, you may need a level of sacred treasure like the holy water in the Vatican."
"It's just that the value of a treasure of this level is higher than this bronze rod."
"It's not worth it for a bronze rod!"
After a pause, Xiao Jianren continued: "A slightly cheaper way is to find a master refiner, add some rare metals, and refining the bronze rod."
Hearing this, Zhou Shiqi's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "If you ask a master of weapon refinement to take action, how do you calculate the appearance fee?"
With a sigh, Xiao Jianren shook his head and said: "You start with 50,000 spirit stones, which is just the most basic appearance fee."
"For weapons that are more difficult to refine, the appearance fee will have to be doubled."
"Let's just talk about this bronze rod. It's a rare material that may be difficult to refine. Asking a master to make it will cost you at least 100,000 spiritual stones."
"This does not include some additional rare metals that will be added."
"By the way, why are you asking this?" Xiao Jianren was slightly surprised.
Zhou Shiqi ignored him and suddenly looked at Monk Sanjie with a suspicious look, and said with a smile: "Master, I know a master of weapon refining. If you tell me your name, I can give you a discount."
Monk Sanjie was stunned for a moment and said with confusion on his face: "Do you still know the master of weapon refinement?"
Zhou Shiqi nodded and said seriously: "That's natural. I know a lot of big people."
"Let's not talk about this for now. Master, let me ask you, how many spiritual stones can you produce at most?"
After pondering for a moment, Monk Sanjie frowned and said after a long while: "As you know, I am in urgent need of high-purity spirit stones to break through. Although this low-grade spirit stone is not of much use to me, I can't get too much.
many."
"Thirty thousand low-grade spiritual stones, this should be all the spiritual stones I can take out."
"Thirty thousand?" Zhou Shiqi smacked his lips, "It's a bit less, but just because of our friendship, it's such a happy deal!"
"What's the deal?" Monk Sanjie looked confused.
Grinning, Zhou Shiqi explained with a smile: "Give me 30,000 spirit stones, and I will help you refining your weapons!"
Rubbing his temples, Monk Sanjie suddenly came back to his senses, pointed at Zhou Shiqi's nose and said: "You mean, you are the master of weapon refining you said?"
Zhou Shiqi nodded affirmatively, and said with a smile on his face: "Yes, it's me, it's true!"
Monk Sanjie: "..."
"Favorability from Monk Sanjie, -66..."
This damn dog is really crazy about money, and he has all his ideas on my head.
I really want to chop it, chop it, braise it and eat it!
Monk Sanjie glanced sideways at Zhou Shiqi and sneered: "Don't be ridiculous, it's just you, the master of weapon refinement. If you really know how to refine weapons, I will... I will..."
"What do you think?" Zhou Shiqi was curious.
His heart skipped a beat, and looking at Zhou Shiqi's calm and composed expression, Monk Sanjie's confidence suddenly felt a little lacking.
This made Monk Sanjie swallow the words he was about to blurt out again.
After pondering for a moment, Monk Sanjie said calmly: "If you can really help me refining the bronze rod, I will give you thirty thousand spiritual stones, so why not!"
"Everyone has heard it, right? Please be a witness to avoid anyone wanting to default on their debt." Zhou Shiqi said.
After saying that, Zhou Shiqi opened his mouth, and a little purple-red spark flew out, and was finally held in the palm of his left hand.
Secretly running the Heavenly Wolf Art, Zhou Shiqi slowly poured the power of Qi and blood in his body into this point of Purple Source Fire.
Seeing the Ziji Source Fire growing in size little by little, until it became the size of a basketball, Zhou Shiqi stopped transmitting the power of qi and blood.
The Purple Source Fire, the size of a basketball, was like a small sun, suddenly reflecting the place into a bright purple-red world.
At the same time, due to the high temperature, the air around the Purple Source Fire was burned to the point of distortion. The scorching breath spread, and everyone present felt a wave of heat coming towards their faces. There were fine beads of sweat on their foreheads, but within a moment they were burned.
Evaporated completely.
Zhou Shiqi extended his free right hand to Monk Sanjie and said bluntly: "Master, bring it here!"